Well, the time it has taken me to set up a Google account and this blog proves to me once and for all that computers and I are not suited.
We used to be. In fact I have earned my living for more years than I care to admit (more than twenty, less than fifty) in IT, or "computers" as it was known when I started out. I was a Computer Operator, then a Computer Programmer (much to my father's surprise, who never made it past Operator and couldn't believe I had the brains to do so), and have now reached the lofty and uncomfortable heights of IT Manager.
Surprisingly, I am not rich. You'd think I would be, wouldn't you, with a job title like that and no children? But no. Some dodgy career moves by both me and Husband, plus a tendency to go for jobs that appealed rather than job that paid, have seen to that. I'm not starving, but I certainly don't have the sort of financial comfort that is generally associated with my calling.
Luckily this is not a huge problem. I'd sooner be happy and interested and optimistic about the future than rich. It's therefore a bit of a bugger that at the moment I am neither.
I've been in my current job for 15 years in June. It is a good company, with some lovely people, run by a wonderful family. Should be idyllic, but I am jaded and stretched beyond comfort, and the older I get the more of a Luddite I am becoming. I won't even use a mobile phone except for emergencies, because I don't want to be available 24 hours a day. And if truth be told, I spend so much of my time fiddling with technology trying to get it to do what it is supposed to, that the last thing I want to do is more of the same in my spare time. So it is Husband who has wireless broadband and a smart phone and laptop and a tablet - or whatever the squitty little things with no keyboard are called.
So - it is time for a change, which will of course not be easy. For a start I am on 3 months notice at work, which means that I can't look for a new job until I have resigned the current one, because who is going to consider - let alone interview - a woman of my age who can't even start for 3 months? So I will be launching myself into the unknown, and scouring the local paper for anything that I can do which will pay. I will likely end up self-employed, doing a mix of lealet delivery, temping and trying to sell stuff online that I have made or renovated. Although I've done a fair bit of crochet in recent times, selling it (or trying to) will be a very new experience. I also still have a mortgage, so on paper all this is complete madness. But if I am to remain sane and the carpet unchewed, it has to be done.
Wish me luck.